[Sombra tries to speak for a moment, moving closer to Oda once more. She had jokingly promised to behave, sure that her nerves would settle as the gig became clear.]
I don't have anything to sleep in. [Her distance is just barely appropriate and the tone of her voice is anything but.]
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I don't have anything to sleep in. [Her distance is just barely appropriate and the tone of her voice is anything but.]
Can you help me with that?